Hope/Renaissance

An uncomfortable melody
 Whistled on a blade of grass
 By the wind's powerless gasp
 This melody shall be the last
 See how the trees wither
 While they're longing for a last tear
 From a river
 The last straw for the renaissance of hope
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 No
 No bud in bloom
 Will ever be seen again
 This melody shall be
 The last
 A portrait black in black
 Lies idle on its deathbed
 The ravages of time
 Run dry
 As part of its last pulsation
 The ravages of time run dry
 A portrait
 As part of its pulsation
 Black in black
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 Decades of passive euthanasia
 Created a cremated world
 Die and let die
 Vanish and be forgotten
 How peaceful will this future be?
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 See how the trees wither
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 The only constant noise
 In the serene air
 The only constant noise
 The sound of the flatline
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 In the serene air
 The only constant noise
 The sound of the flatline
 Hope for renaissance
 In the serene air
 The last straw for the renaissance of hope
 In the serene air
 The only constant noise
 The sound of the flatline
 Hope for renaissance
 In the serene air
 The last straw for the renaissance of hope
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 The sound of the flatline
 Hope for renaissance, the last straw
 The last straw
 For the renaissance of hope
 Take a look at this bleak elegancy
 Just before the final collapse
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 The clamor of silent words
 Will also be unheard today
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 How peaceful this future will be
 When life recreates itself, bit by bit
 And silence touches the soul of beauty
 Until everything blooms again
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 In the serene air
 The only constant noise
 The sound of the flatline
 Hope for renaissance
 In the serene air
 The last straw for the renaissance of hope
 The sound of the flatline
 Hope for renaissance, the last straw
 For the renaissance of hope